Ruby. The pocket rocket, aka magnificent Hungarian Vizsla from Sugar Vizslas lineage, says it all with one look:
She means business. Walks are business. Business is ferociously pointing at any bird, expecting it to drop dead. Well, if only looks could kill… because we don’t. We are not hunting anything today, Ruby. Or possibly ever. Unless we would be starving sometime in the future: then yeah, you dream may come true.
With the birds matter out of the way, she can be otherwise very photogenic.
Or almost.
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